Hey Y'all... I'm Terrence. However, on here I go by TJ, because there is another TERRENCE who stole my shine. (Actually, I never had it.
Thanks to TERRENCE - I posted on here before I became an actual member circa 2003 or 2004. I stopped posting a while back, but I never stopped visiting - so I won't call it a comeback - I've be here for years! I also got to meet some of ya'll while in D.C. for the Presidential Inauguration. (Can we get someone to post a picture please. Thanks, love)
Here's my story - I'm from Houston, Texas. (SHOUT OUT to all the Texas folks!) I became aware of Whitney when I was about 5 or 6 years old, and I HATED her! Only because my older sister LOVED her, and I hated my sister. (Ironically, February 11th is my sister's birthday) I even thought my city was named after her. EVERY DAY before my parents would come home my sister would put on my mother's high heels and wrap a towel around her head and serenade me with EVERY SINGLE song from Whitney's first album. Then I'd have to hear it in the car. On family vacations - for family talent shows - for EVERYBODY's GRADUATION - It was annoying! AND although I didn't understand much as a young child, it appeared to me that WHITNEY HOUSTON won EVERYTHING!!! All the time!!! Back then, I would have given anything to make it stop.
Well, I had a change of heart after my middle school crush sung "The Greatest Love of All" at our school talent show. In order to ensure that I'd never forget that moment, I'd come home and listen to Whitney sing it EVERYDAY. Eventually, I started listening to the entire album with new ears and realized why so many others loved her so much. I was and have been HOOKED ever since.
Whitney's music has definitely been the soundtrack of my life. There are two stories - I'll share and then I'll take my seat.
In 1997, I took my grandma and great Aunt to see "The Preacher's Wife" for Christmas. They both "got happy" when Whitney sung, "I Love the Lord." When "You Are Loved" was played in the movie, my grandmother leaned over and said to my great Aunt - "Chile, that gurl KNOW she can sang." - The following year my grandmother passed away. EVERY Christmas - I look at "The Preacher's Wife" and think of her. (I'm not looking forward to this Christmas)
The other story - when I was in middle school and high school - I suffered a lot with depression. One night I was really, really discouraged. I felt like I had enough. I put TPW soundtrack in my CD player on repeat and went to bed. In the middle of the night I woke up and heard:
"Say it baby, don't give up - You've got to hold on to what you've got - Oh baby, don't give up - you've got to keep on moving don't stop. I know you're hurting and I know you're blue. I know you're hurting - but don't let the bad things get to you."
I knew it was God talking to me through that song - and it gave me the strength I needed to push through.
For me, Whitney Houston is like a distant cousin. Sure I never met her, but it didn't and doesn't stop that ole' familial feeling I get when I listen to her talk or read about her life. I know the new popular saying: "To the world she was icon, but to them she was family." For me, she was and will always be my icon and in many ways a part of my family.























